Friday, 25 September 2015

Cotton

i don't know if it's the sun, the autumn turning foliage or something about flight patterns, but birds keep flying into our windows.  robins, sparrows and others.  the contact with the panes must be painful and makes a heart wrenching thud sound.  in my dreams tonight, i plan to start weaving thick blankets to cover all the coverings so that when they come around again they will be softly welcomed ...safe and tucked...a brief respite before they continue on their way...

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